Transmigrated into a farmer's lucky charm, all the villains in the family panicked.

The ministers who had initially opposed the new emperor dared not utter another word of dissent after seeing how powerful he was.

Moreover, on their way to and from court every day, these ministers could hear the people's fervent anger, shouting that they wanted to attack the Great Yan and that the Great Yan was too arrogant. They were also scholars with backbone, and they were also angered by this popular sentiment.

In the end, only a very small number of people still insisted on opposing it, but the minority had to submit to the majority, and the decision to send troops to Great Yan was thus smoothly put on the agenda.

After the court session, Prince Yong returned to his study, his handsome face, which bore a striking resemblance to the new emperor, now clouded with gloom.

He suddenly swept the teacup off the table, shattering it into pieces.

His voice was extremely low but filled with barely suppressed anger: "Didn't you say that my royal brother had no soldiers, no wealth, no food, nothing at all...?"

"Why are so many things suddenly appearing?"

"Where did he conjure up those 200,000 elite troops?"

"Where did all that money come from?"

"We've been watching him for so many years, how could he possibly have such means to deceive all of us? And even my father, the Emperor!"

After waiting for him to finish venting, the strategist Gong Xiji calmly cupped his hands and said, "Your Highness, please calm down."

"This matter is indeed very strange."

"But from another perspective, this also has an advantage. Now that His Majesty has revealed his trump card, it's as if he has moved from the shadows into the light."

"And we... are still in the shadows."

"As the saying goes, it's easy to defend against a spear in the open, but hard to guard against an arrow in the dark. No matter how capable His Majesty is, if we do well, all the achievements he brings will ultimately benefit Your Highness."

Prince Yong narrowed his eyes, his anger somewhat suppressed by these words: "What do you mean?"

Gong Xiji smiled slightly: "As His Majesty's own brother, Your Highness should naturally put His Majesty first in everything and never go against His Majesty's wishes."

"When His Majesty decides to send troops, the Prince is the first to stand up and support him."

"When His Majesty requested additional grain, the Prince voluntarily donated the grain stored in his residence."

"The more His Majesty trusts the Prince, and the more he thinks of him as just a leisurely member of the royal family who doesn't concern himself with politics, the greater our chances of success will be."

Gongxi Ji paused, then added a final reminder: "I have recently heard that some people are urging Your Majesty to fill the harem."

Prince Yong squinted thoughtfully.

"To fill the harem?... How can that be!"

His elder brother only had one wife, who is now the empress. There were no concubines, let alone any beauties, in the harem.

Moreover, it is said that the Empress injured her body when she gave birth to Yan Shijin, and many imperial physicians confirmed that she could not have any more children.

The eldest brother's only offspring was Yan Shijin, a sickly man.

If that's the case, then he just needs to wait, wait for a suitable opportunity to get rid of Yan Shijin, and then persuade his elder brother, the emperor, not to take concubines or fill the harem. Then, who else but him can be the crown prince?

Gong Xiji smiled and said, "Actually, Your Highness can think of it this way: we just need to remain still."

"It's obvious to everyone that the Crown Prince is in poor health. Even if we just let it drag on, it will eventually kill him..."

Prince Yong nodded in satisfaction, finally feeling a little relieved.

He picked up the teacup the maid had just brought him, took a sip, and then, as if remembering something, asked:

"By the way, how has Shi Yue been doing at Qingfeng Academy these past few days? How is he getting along with those scions of prominent families?"

Gong Xiji smiled and said, "His Highness has been exceptionally intelligent and healthy since childhood. He has only been at the academy for a few days, but he has already become friends with the young masters of the royal family and noble families."

"To be honest, compared to the Crown Prince's aloof and eccentric personality, our Prince is much more popular at the academy."

Prince Yong smiled with satisfaction: "It wasn't in vain that I sent him to Qingfeng Academy."

As long as he and his son prove themselves worthy, the throne will surely belong to them...

Two days passed in the blink of an eye.

At dawn, just as the sky was beginning to lighten, the city gates had not yet opened.

An inconspicuous carriage was waiting at the south gate.

The four people sitting in the carriage were Yun Qiaoqiao, Xiao Yunqi, Huang Ziyang, and Zheng Chuntang.

They weren't wearing their usual fine robes and fine clothes, but instead wore the most ordinary coarse cloth clothes, wrapped in several thick layers, and the horses they rode were all unremarkable dappled horses.

They were all as unassuming as country boys heading out of town to the market.

Xiao Yunqi whispered, "I stole that precious sword from my father's study, the one that had been hanging on the wall for years without being sharpened!"

Huang Ziyang rolled his eyes: "That kind of thing is just for show!"

He then proudly patted his chest: "I dug out a piece of soft armor that my father wore when he was young from the bottom of his trunk! I heard it's impervious to swords and spears!"

Zheng Chuntang waved his hand: "None of you are as good as me. I just took my father's treasured silver spear from the storeroom and even engraved my name on the shaft!"

Xiao Yunqi and Huang Ziyang both pouted, neither of them convinced.

Suddenly everyone looked at Yun Qiaoqiao.

"Qiaoqiao, what good stuff did you bring this time?"

Yun Qiaoqiao subconsciously touched her chest, where the life-saving pills were.

But she didn't mention it; instead, she touched the horse in front of her.

"This was carefully selected and bought for me by my dad!"

Xiao Yunqi, Huang Ziyang, and Zheng Chuntang looked at the multicolored horse in front of them and their lips twitched.

Yun Qiaoqiao was too lazy to explain.

As soon as the city gates opened, the carriage left the city, the horses' hooves clattering on the stone pavement, leaving a series of crisp sounds in the morning mist.

Not far away, Yun Huaikang drove an inconspicuous blue cloth carriage and stopped under a large locust tree not far from the city gate.

Inside the carriage sat Gan Yuwan, Yun Xiaoxiao, Yun Pianpian, Yun Ziyan, and Yun Shengsheng. The group squeezed into the carriage and, through a corner of the curtain, watched the carriage disappear into the morning mist at the end of the official road.

Gan Yuwan's eyes were red, and she dabbed at the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief: "That silly girl Qiaoqiao, with such good martial arts skills, she'll definitely be safe!"

Yun Xiaoxiao, Yun Pianpian, Yun Ziyan, and Yun Shengsheng nodded repeatedly.

"Yes, she'll be safe!"

Yun Shengsheng got up too early today to send off her fourth sister, and then went back to sleep.

Just as she was sleeping soundly, the little furball system suddenly pounced on her face.

"Oh no! Host! Your future sister-in-law is about to be sold out by Zhou Zichen!"

Yun Shengsheng jumped out of bed and asked with wide eyes.

[Sister Miaomiao, Zhou Zichen betrayed you...]